Older people like to indulge themselves in enjoyable recollections of past values. "What the hell else is there to do?", one might think. And I have been so guilty of this indulgence: you can scan my blogs for laments of the death of listening to music as a shared experience, the disappearance of the album as an artist's marketing package, and the yet-to-be-written blog about technology overcoming skill and talent. ...more